Faulkner Hospital School of Nursing - Faulkan Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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LETITIA A. MCWILLIAMS TiJ!m ' SARAH B. RANDALL Hsnllyll 89 Everett St., Wallaston, Mass., Apt. 24 Clan 5-weethearz . . . Firfz of the ladie.r zo take the plunge . . . Palienre and determination. 11 Bodfish Ave., Wareham, Mass. Orchidy and champagne . . . Perl, petite, and .fophiitimled . . . One of the good-bud ladies. DOROTHY A. PERLEY Do2ie Lindbrook Rd., Ipswich Swimming and hone: . . . Deep thinking and xomezime: myxieri- ou: . . . Hai ll good word for everyone . . . Whe1'e do we go from here, Doltie?

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I Q .. . F 1 lay, lab . ff i ff! i ' 1 S Q ROL A' mo Sowxegkce Glenna. ,cr , .f ff if..iff+f' .1 Y , f .94 0, l ieo.v5i OSI GOXA To T he OX6 'Piano UXcsy2Y' Vai' A XX X fly 7 Q' if 3 .1 Q 3 S23 TY!! Bctrbixe. Boxes were piled half-way up the ceiling-trunks, books, ra- dios, and suitcases cluttered the floor. Mike, the little field mouse of Chapin House, sat in the corner afraid he'd be stepped on. It was September Sth, the class of 1954 was on its way out. As Mike remembered their happy three years as student nurses, tears came to his eyes. He brushed them away, reliving the day they arrived three years ago-frightened and bewildered little girls, clutching their mothers' coat-tails for moral support. They were greeted by the faculty and a wonderful house mother. Thus their lives as student nurses began. Initiation night came with that trip to the morgue, specimens to obtain from the wards, doctors to meet, the third degree in the living room, and the party with the beautiful welcome cake, grape punch, and blue specimens the next morning. 4 Then their work began-classes, lectures, and studies. How hard they tried-looking forward to the breaks between classes for chocolate milk, peanut butter and crackers, those weekends off and mother's home cooking. At 6:30 one morning I heard a commotion on the third and fourth floors. Rushing up the stairs I saw them trying to ad- just buttons, studs, and collars. How nice they looked their first day in uniform. That afternoon my finger got tired snapping shutters. - I was so pleased when I received my invitation to the monthly birthday parties on the fourth floor-lots of food, cake and punch -even enough crumbs for me. The big day finally arrived initiated by a great snowstorm. The ceremony began with lamps and caps, they would never walk alone. I was as proud as their mothers and daddys. All heads were held high through the classes, studies, and relief, relief, relief that followed. Slowly the girls, one by one, visited 5-A via the health clinic -gastroenteritis, phlebitis, appendicitis, URI, and inverted Achilles. I ignored the sign on the door and visited each one of them. Summer came and the class beach party-Nahant. The boys did the grilling of franks and the girls tried to keep the food dry. The sky opened and it rained, but only for a few minutes.